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writersmess · 1 year

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I DON’T KNOW HOW | EVAN BUCKLEY

Pairing: Evan Buckley x fem!reader

Summary: After an exhausting shift, Buck decided to expose all the fears he had kept in his heart for so long.

Warning: a bit angst, some crying, fluff.

Word count: 0.9k

a/n: hey there my sweeties, here I am again. This came to me while i was listening to a song, and i couldn't stop thinking about our precious boy. english is not my first language, so im sorry if there’s any mistakes. hope you enjoy it.

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No one could ever understand the mess that was inside that heart. How many times he was left behind, he couldn’t even count. His heart bled, it ached. He wanted to love, he was willing to love someone, to care for someone, to settle down and start a family. Buck was desperate for that. But suddenly he was left and they’re all gone, because no one saw him as the one, but as the one they could call when they needed some fun.

He was not seen as the one who was responsible, or the man of someone’s dreams. That man that someone would imagined a future with. And he accepted it. He accepted that nobody would look at him and imagine him as the father of their children, that nobody would look at him and think about the beautiful life they would have. He accepted his destiny. He accepted that he was broken.

And if brokenness is a work of art, surely this must be his masterpiece.

He stopped looking.

Until he found you.

But the fireman’s heart was already so wounded, so guarded. He couldn’t just let you in. But you easily found a way in. And you loved him. And imagined a future with him. And you imagined your children together. And suddenly you were everything he’d ever wanted, everything he’d ever dreamed of.

After leaving work early, you decided to go to Buck’s house to make some home-cooked food, so that when he came home from another turbulent shift, he could enjoy some fresh food and rest. By your side.

He definitely did not expect all this when he came home destroyed from an extremely heavy shift, a shift with some losses. He was so tired.

You understood this, you knew how hard it was sometimes, and you accepted it when even after thanking you so much, he spent the whole night quiet, trapped inside his own head, his own thoughts.

You were sitting side by side on the couch watching a movie. At least you were, buck was traveling in his thoughts, again.

“baby, is there something bothering you besides your work” you paused the movie when you realized he wasn’t paying attention, and sat down on your side, looking at him with that loving gaze that you had. You were so perfect.

You were surprised when you noticed some tears falling down Buck’s face but decided not to say anything when you realized that he was trying to say something and couldn’t, he was trying to find the right words.

“i wanna tell you but i don’t know how” your heart missed a beat at that moment. What could have happened? Did he want to break up with you?

“i wish I could tell you how much of a mess I am, how everything inside me always hurts and I can’t make it stop. How broken I am and how afraid I am. Because I wake up every morning waiting for you to realize how worthless I am and decide to leave.”

“baby i-“

“And every single moment that I share with you is unique. Because no one has ever been willing to live it with me. But I don’t know how, every second that I am with you, I keep waiting that they will become just memories, memories once again so painful. Memories of a life that I could have had, but I didn’t” you could see how painful this was to him, and you just stayed still, waiting for him to say everything that he wanted to “and I want to love you for a lifetime, I want to give you my heart completely, but I don't know how. I want to truly love you, but I don't know how. Because all the times that I did it, that I loved, a piece of me has been torn away and taken away along with them”

You had never seen Buck fall apart like this, and you could see how vulnerable he really was. And not this indestructible man he showed himself to be all the time. You knew how much he had hurt from past relationships, you just didn’t realize it hurt this much.

But you wouldn’t go anywhere.

You wanted to stay by his side for the rest of your life, because despite all the things he said, you had never felt so loved before, so cared for.

Buck was sobbing, and all you did at that moment was hold him in your arms. You put all your love and care into that hug. You were willing to face everything, all his monsters, all the pain, in order to mend that broken heart and make him happy, as he truly deserved to be. You waited until he calmed down and held his face tenderly, making him stare at you with red eyes.

“I’m not going anywhere, baby. I promise. I love you, and this love is not going to disappear overnight, no. Actually every morning when I wake up next to you I realize how lucky I am to have you by my side. I realize how much I want to live the rest of my life with you, to have your children, to have a family with you. I want to grow old with you, Buck.”

That was enough for Buck to crumble again. Finally he had found his home. And it was right there, holding him in a way he had never been held before.

And in that moment after so long, he allowed himself. He allowed himself to be loved and allowed himself to open his heart for you to come in and take care once and for all of that heart that was once so broken.

#evan buckley #evan buckley x reader #buck x reader #evan buckley imagine #911 imagine #evan buck buckley

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jubiilee13 · 5 months

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I am begging for jealous Mike either angsty or fluff

But just imagine him pouting because we are focused on Abby and he wants our attention

But angst hes suddenly back to when the house was hollow and his parents barely uttered a word to him

YEA YEA YEA YEA NOW WERE TALKING OMG

this literally made me emotional writing it my poor pookie bear hes so wifey he doesnt deserve that

this is not proof read so it may be a bit ass so sorry

love you anon 😍

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It was summer break for Abby, and by this point you and Mike had been dating for a few months.

Mike was… clingy to say the very least.

Not that you minded of course, you thought it was quite cute when he clung to your side at every oppurtunity.

It did interfere at times however...

Now was one of those times.

You sat beside abby at her desk, listening carefully as she explained each little bit of her drawing which was currently in progress.

A gentle smile formed on your lips, and you watched her carefully, your hand combing through her hair as she works.

She continued her rambles, and you cant help but chuckle at her eagerness.

A knock on abbys door tears you from your thoughts, yet abby doesn't flinch, continuing her work as you gently pat her back, telling her you'll be back in a moment.

When you open the door, you meet mikes tired gaze, and you frown a bit, stepping out and closing the door behind you. (to ensure abby's masterpiece making isnt disturbed)

"You ok my darling?" your voice asks, concern evident in your tone.

Mike nods, but it is hesitant, and he immediately begins to ramble nervously "it-its stupid nevermind" he whispers, sounding almost embarrassed as he turns on his heel to leave.

Your gentle hand reaches out to grab his own, eyebrows furrowing with concern.

"Its not stupid, talk to me mike, im here to listen" You say, your grasp on his arm gentle, yet enough to cause him to break.

He lets out a quiet sob, and you dont hesitate to pull him into your arms.

"Hey hey hey im here mike, im here, talk to me, ive got you" you say gently, one hand combing through his hair as he cries into your shoulder.

You let him cry, leading him to the living room couch where he rests his head on your shoulder as he sniffles.

"You wanna talk about it" you mumble, still caressing his hair

He nods softly, taking a few deep breaths to compose himself before he begins to speak.

"I-i- i wasnt g-given much attention as a kid... after garret a-after all my... my mom and d-dad were too wrapped u-up in their grief to... to care... there were nights w-when i had to cook my o-own dinner... i-i i didnt even know how... but burnt food was b-better than starving. even before the w-whole garret thing, he was t-their golden child" he says, taking in another shaky breath as he continues.

"Ever... ever since i started dating y-you... i felt... i felt loved... cared for... but s-sometimes i get... scared that... one day you'll just... stop caring. I-i mean you love abby s-so much- and i d-do too dont get m-me wrong... its s-stupid i know but s-some days i get scared abby w-will be just like garret... and you'll leave me like they did" he whispers, a bit embarassed by his jealousy of his younger sister.

Your face softens, and you pull away to cup his face with your gentle hands.

"Your problems are not stupid, and i love you so much mike, more than i think words can even portray, i will never, and i mean NEVER stop caring about you, you are my sun, moon, and stars, you know that?" you say gently, a smile on your face as you wipe any stray tears that escape his beautiful eyes.

"Im sorry it seems like ive been neglecting you for abby, that girl is just the sweetest and shes like a daughter to me, but never will i ever stop caring for you over her" you say eyes never leaving his own

he sniffles again, and another wave of tears takes over him as he engulfs you in his arms now, body shaking as you comfort him.

The two of you would be ok

It takes time to heal, but deep down mike knew that he had found a keeper, and he wouldnt want to heal with anyone else but you

#mike schmidt #michael afton x reader #mike schimdt x reader #michael afton

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winchester-girl67 · 2 years

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Sensory Overload

Summary: The reader tells Dean that she's on the spectrum after he finds her hiding out in his room after a hunt.

Requested by @whoooooisthis: "I was wondering if you'd be okay with writing Dean Winchester x autistic reader (with sensory issues, and possibly a hyperfixation on the lore/mythology the boys use to hunt)?"

Pairing: Dean x autistic!reader

Square: Clothes sharing @spnfluffbingo Dean's Flannel @supernatural-jackles

Word Count: 2,489

Warnings: autistic!reader, autism, mentions/implied hyperfixation, anxiety, separation anxiety, ADHD, sensory issues related to autism, stimming, a little angst, a little pining, emotional hurt/comfort, cuddling/kissing, mostly fluff

A/N: Sorry this took so long, I'm really behind on requests. I hope you like it. Also written for @spnfluffbingo and @supernatural-jackles’ Tell Me a Story bingo.

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You snuggled more into the comforters, wrapping Dean's pillow tighter around your head to block out the cacophony of sounds in the bunker. The high-pitched buzz of the fluorescent lights in the hallway mixed with the constant droning sound of the ventilation system, but neither compared to the silence of your cell phone.

You called the boys fifteen and a half times in the past hour, but still no answer. You were worried, terrified you missed something in the lore that could've led to their demise, because why else haven't they picked up yet. Dean always called you when they finished a hunt with praises on your research skills, you saved their asses plenty of times without even being in the line of fire.

Your forte was in the books, you knew everything about everything, hunters from all parts of the country looked to you for information on vamps, ghouls, djinns, shifters, ghosts, demons, wendigos... You name it, you knew it, and you loved it, spending your days in the library; but sometimes you got a little lost in it and that's when having the boys around really helped.

Dean especially was great at drawing your focus, usually after he'd just tried a new recipe in the kitchen and needed a taste-tester. You didn't have the heart to tell him that most of his 'masterpieces' were mostly inedible, though he did make incredible chocolate chip cookies and apple pie. He made those most often.

You wondered if you'd ever get to taste those again, if the boys would come walking in that bunker door any time soon, if you missed something in the lore. But you had scanned the pages too many times to have missed anything. Something else must've gone wrong.

You couldn't remember how long ago it was that you curled up in Dean's bed. You weren't supposed to be there, you never crawled into his bed unless he was already in it and you couldn't sleep. You started to cry, not heavily, just one or two tears that escaped as you started to rock back and forth and back-

The lights in the room flicked on. You didn't open your eyes until a pair of strong hands pried yours off the edges of Dean's pillow. You met the gaze of the green eyed man of whom you'd come so accustomed to. You've only lived with them for a year now and your diagnosis had never come up, but you couldn't avoid it now, not anymore. Not that you were avoiding it, it just never came up.

You looked away and sat up in his bed. You glanced around at the state his room was in. Dean liked things tidy and you'd made a mess of it. His clothes were thrown over every square inch of his bedroom floor. You glanced back at him, he looked tired but you didn't think he looked angry.

"Before you say anything, I'm sorry!" You blurted out, wiping your cheeks dry.

"Okay," Dean eyed the mess, "You wanna tell me why you look so guilty?"

"You didn't answer your phone, you always answer your phone. I got worried. I'm sorry." You hugged yourself and squinted at the bright lights, "C-can you turn those off, please?"

Dean nodded and turned on the bedside lamp, then flicked off the switch for the ceiling lights. You started to relax slightly in the more dim setting, especially now that you knew he was okay. You sucked in a slow breath not wanting to completely lose it in front of him. How long have you been there? You didn't know and hugged his pillow to your chest.

"Better?" He asked, you nodded, "Were you asleep?" You shook your head and tugged on the trim of the pillow case, "What's wrong, Y/N?"

"I-I was worried," you said, you knew he was looking at you but you couldn't meet his eyes. "Y-you didn't answer your phone."

"Sammy's phone died and I broke mine," he explained, tossing the two pieces of his cell onto the table next to the lamp. You winced at the clattering sound, he noticed but didn't make a comment. Instead he spoke softer, "And that makes you raid my closet?" He asked, pulling on the hem of your shirt sleeve, but you pulled your hand away and you thought you heard him sigh.

You had changed out of your clothes and into his. A pair of sweats, a t-shirt, and the purple plaid of his that you adored. There was just something about his clothes that calmed you, they weren't itchy or confining like yours were. And they smelt like him, at least the flannel did because he'd worn it briefly before he left. You were a little embarrassed when you saw him notice. But Dean never judged you, you loved that about him.

"I needed something soft and your clothes are softer than mine, and it smells like you. It calms me. I'm sorry."

"It's a bit big on you, isn't it, sweetheart?" He laughed and you frowned, "Hey, that was a joke. Y/N?"

You didn't always get his odd sense of humour, he loved sarcasm but you never really understood it, even if you laughed at a couple of his remarks from time to time. You liked it better when he was blatantly silly and told dad-jokes. That's actually how your friendship started out, with bad jokes, that's how he got you out of your shell. With Sam you bonded over research in the library until you surpassed his knowledge and he couldn't teach you anymore, now it was workout routines and health related stuff like early morning runs or protein shakes. You never told Sam that you'd rather eat one of Dean's masterpieces over those protein shakes. But he did start adding berries to yours which helped.

"Sorry..."

"Don't be sorry, Y/N, you haven't done anything wrong." He said, furrowing his brow.

You flinched when he tried to touch your hand again, so instead he huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. You cleared your throat and mirrored him, crossing your arms over the pillow you continued to squish to your chest.

"I'm on the spectrum, Dean." You said, making eye contact for a second and watching his features soften.

"I didn't know," he shook his head and sighed like he should've though. Because you were good friends, best friends; hell, half the time he flirted with you. Hard. That was probably the one thing he made painfully obvious, when he hit on you. But nothing ever came of it. Yet.

"I don't tell many people, at least not until we get to know each other. I'm not embarrassed or anything, it's a part of me and I like who I am. But some days, I just want to be me, you know? Without the label." You explained, shuffling over a bit when Dean sat next to you on the bed.

"I know what you mean, sweetheart," he chewed on his lip for a moment as if contemplating something, "I have ADHD... This is the first time I've told anyone. I won't give Sam the satisfaction of knowing he was right, he's been saying I have it for years and I just know he'll give me that 'I told you so' smirk he likes so much." He laughed and shrugged, "I'll eventually tell him though... One of these days."

"I know."

His eyes widened, "You do?"

"Yeah," you nodded, still tugging on the welt edge of the pillow case.

"How?"

"It's super obvious, Dean. You have way too much energy for someone your age, you're super impulsive, and you're easily distracted." You rambled your observations on his personality from the past year. Those were exactly the things you loved about him though.

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that comment about my age." He gave you a pointed stare but you could tell he was teasing because he smiled, "Why'd you tell me now?"

"I've known you for a while now, I trust you won't treat me different. Kinda hard to explain all this too," you said, waving your hand to quickly gesture around the room. You hadn't noticed what you were doing in the moment, but now you realized you'd thrown more than half of his wardrobe onto the floor in your search for his softest clothing.

He shrugged, "Could've just said Cas was here. This is nothing, I've seen him do more damage than this before. I'd have believed it."

You shrugged, "I guess, I'm tired of lying to you, or not telling you the whole truth, especially you."

"You can always tell me the truth, sweetheart, and if I can't relate, I'll try to understand." He said, placing his hand between you like he hoped you'd grab it, "You're not alone, Y/N."

"Thank you," you swallowed, staring at his hand. You wanted to reach out but you couldn't convince your hands to let go of the pillow case.

"No, thank you for trusting me enough to share this with me. I appreciate it and everything you do for us. I honestly think we'd be lost without you. I know I would." He didn't say it in his usual flirting tone, but you knew it wasn't a joke either. There was definitely something more to those four words.

"So, you're not mad about the, y-your room?" You asked, pressing your face into the pillow and side eyeing him.

"No, but I am curious, now that we've brought up this whole honesty thing. What did you think of my last conquest? The bacon corn soufflé, you never did say much." He asked with a raise of his eyebrows and you scrunched up your face, "You know you’re not that great at hiding when you don't like something, why do you think I limit my culinary masterpieces to once a month and instead make cookies and pie mostly now?" He smiled showing off his pearly teeth.

You smiled too, "I could go for some cookies."

"I have half a batch in the freezer, wanna get some with me?"

You shook your head instantly, "It's too loud out there," you motioned to the hallway behind him.

"I have an idea, do you trust me?" He asked and you hesitated but ultimately nodded. Dean pulled open the drawer of his bedside table and pulled out a pair of noise-cancelling headphones, "Can I..?" He gestured as if he was going to put the headphones on you and you let him. It was so quiet and peaceful, you honestly don't know why you didn't think of this sooner.

You saw Dean's lips moving and lifted one side of the headphones, "What?"

"I said," he chuckled softly, "I'm gonna shower real quick and then I'll come get you for cookies and milk, okay?"

"Okay," you agreed and pulled the comforters up, holding them under your chin.

Dean ducked out of the room with a fresh pair of sweats and a tee tucked under his arm. Stopping at the door to glance back at you quickly. You gave him a soft smile and snuggled down into the bed again.

It felt like he was only gone for a second when he returned freshly showered with damp hair and smelling of, lavender? He used your body wash again, that always made you giggle; when tough-guy Dean smelt of pretty purple flowers.

He sat on the bed next to you and you lifted the headphones again, "Snack time?" He asked.

You glanced at the open bedroom door behind him and shook your head, "It's too bright." You let the headphones fall back into place and Dean raised a finger as if he needed a minute and disappeared out the door.

The lights in the hallway dimmed to half their brightness and Dean returned with a grin plastered on his face. He spread out his arms and raised his brows and you found the same smile plastered on your own face as you slid out of bed and followed him into the hall.

Dean left the lights off in the kitchen and grabbed the freezer bag of chocolate chip cookies from the freezer. He split open the bag and dug one out to hand to you, then popped one between his own lips, letting the warmth from his mouth defrost the dough before biting into it.

You sat on the counter and watched Dean move around the kitchen in the dark. He knew it like the back of his hand and in no time at all, there was a glass of milk in his hand and another one next to you. You shared the cookies until there were none and polished off your milk. Dean took the glasses and placed them in the sink before turning to you.

It was a comfortable silence as he stood in front of you but you couldn't hold his gaze for more than a second at a time. Until you caught his top lip and started laughing. You gestured to his milk-moustache and he chuckled by the roll of his shoulders and wiped it away. You wiped your mouth, just in case you had one too. He nodded his head towards the hallway and you followed him back to his room.

You already made up your mind that you were staying with him tonight and since he didn't push you towards your own room, you figured he was fine with that. You crawled into bed and lifted the headphones from your ears. You didn't really want to sleep with them on and you were feeling better now.

Dean grabbed the remote from his bedside table, "What do you say we watch a movie?"

"I don't think I'm up for a movie, De." You said, turning on your side to face him.

"Why not?" He replaced the remote and scooted down in bed next to you. Surprisingly he didn't make any move to touch you after his last few failed attempts and instead propped his head on his hand so he could look down at you comfortably.

"The screen moves too fast and I just need quiet, I still feel on edge a little bit." You explained.

"Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?" He asked.

"Hold me," you said, suddenly wanting to feel him surrounding you. He shifted closer and pulled you into his arms tentatively, "Tighter." He hugged you more, "Tighter." He squeezed you.

You sighed and nuzzled your face against his chest, feeling everything melt away as you melted into him. He kissed the top of your head with no intention of letting go and gave you another squeeze.

“Thank you,” you mumbled. “Dean? Can we get a dog?" This was an ongoing battle you were determined to win.

He sighed and kissed the top of your head again, "Only if I get to pick the name."

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cod-sins · 9 months

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𝑫𝑰𝑽𝑰𝑵𝑬 𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵

.ೃ࿐ Paring: Simon "Ghost" Riley x Black!Artistic!Reader

.ೃ࿐ Ratings: SFW. Very Fluffy.

.ೃ࿐ Reader: Undisclosed.

.ೃ࿐ Format: HCs .ೃ࿐ Word Count: 536.

[A/N: What started out as drabble in my notes turned into full headcanons :>. Also non-blacks y'all are allowed to interact with this post just don't be weird.Also I didn't proofread n just kinda threw these out there.]

Going to start this off by saying Ghost supports you 100% whether you do it as a hobby or as a full-time job. He isn't going to be going around bragging to everyone about it but he would definitely look at some artwork and be like 'Huh, Y/n could make something 100x better.'

If you work with clay/pottery he likes to watch your hands carefully dip and curl shaping whatever object you're making. He also asks you stupid questions.

"Why are you fingering it?" "Simon." - 😐. "Just wanna know why you're trying to give it an orgasm love." Feel free to kick him out.

Got really jealous when he found out you made Price a custom drinking glass. He never told you but he always glares at it whenever he's in the room with his captain.

Ghost has a lot of money from working in the military so he has no problem buying you new art supplies. Even if you insist on getting a new sketchbook despite you having several others that you didn't finish. Ghost is still pulling out his wallet for you.

Suffering from art block? Ghost is your muse!

You'd have so many drawings and paintings based on him. He's so amazed at the way you're able to capture every little detail. You actually end up boosting his confidence/ego because of this.

Would pose naked if you asked, but he gets jealous if you use other naked people as art references. "Simon I love you but I need a female body. Not a six-foot British man." "Use your imagination."

If you're a digital artist Ghost is constantly telling you to get up and stretch. You only agreed to this because he wouldn't stop calling you shrimp-related nicknames.

"Oi, shrimpy ya need to stand up for me." "Hey shrimpback time for you to stretch for me." "Your back looks like the letter C."

'It's you. 💻🖋️🦐' He would text you.

Doesn't understand why you're crying head down on your computer until you tell him your program crashed before you could save your progress.

Ghost is so amazed with your ability to create masterpieces just by using your head and references.

Would let you color on his tattoos and draw on his back and arms. He enjoys watching you doodle little crossbones on him. Or when you go all out and draw bones on his hands

If you were a painter Ghost would hang some of your artwork around his house. It would be such a surprise when you came over to visit. He'd smile softly watching you get all excited over it.

Ghost however can't tell the difference between different tones and shades.

You frowned slightly and furrowed your brows as you picked up the small tube of paint from the white bag. "What's the matter?" He asked. "I wanted lime green this is yellow green..." "Bloody fucking hell mate what's the difference? It's just green." "Pfft, what's the difference? Simon, there is a huuge difference," you exclaimed before continuing on. "It's like trying to use a sniper optic for a pistol." He chuckled at your shitty analogy before kissing your forehead and promising you to buy the right one next time.

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fuck-you-upmusicbracket · 10 months

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Against The Kitchen Floor (Will Wood)

And I swear! I will die trying!/I'm still in the process, but I'm making progress; I promise I honestly wanna prove improvement's possible, I swear!/I'm so fucking sorry! I'm not a good person, I'm barely a person at all, But someday I'll be perfect, and I'll make up for it all!

Less rare than scarce, less diamond then rough/Unlikely to be more than just the coal you failed to crush

I'm catatonic in your arms, crying, "How did I cause so much harm?"/I'm down pounding my head against the kitchen floor/Apologizing for my life and ever entering yours

The vertex of my redemption arc/I’m searching on that virgin heart

"The raw emotion! And I strongly relate to desperately wanting to improve for someone you love. I belt out this song when I feel really hopeless"

"my one OC. also me. also it's just a really good song. one of will's best imo. screaminbg"

"Literally hits almost all of my self-esteem issues. Feeling like people only care about you for your body? Check. Not understanding why anyone would want you? Check. Thinking that all you do is hurt people? Check. I don't cry very often but this song DEFINITELY made me teary"

"one of those if u aren’t paying attention to the lyrics ur like this is nice but once u hear them its an OW holy OW and guilt and I’m sorry feelings"

"Just. Loving someone but not feeling like you’re good enough and trying to improve."

"Not only does this song have lyrics that are deeply relatable to me, but this song also feels very deeply personal to the artist and I feel that anyone who listens to it for the first time has that same feeling of getting punched in the gut. Just the lyrics and the melody and Will Wood’s incredible vocals make this song an absolute masterpiece and I cry every time I hear it."

"One reason I'm attached to this song is because my friend sent it to me and said "I'm kin assigning you this song" and ruined my life (/j) It messed me up because I've always had a hard time in my life figuring myself out and dealing with my emotions, and for what feels like the first time, this song has been able to near perfectly describe how I feel about myself and my impact on other people, and it always just meant so much to me that my friend who sent it to me knows me better than I know myself and shared the song with me and I love them dearly."

Curses (Crane Wives)

Ashes, ashes, dust to dust/Tell me I am good enough/Lay my curses out to rest/

All my aching bones are trembling/And I may yet fall apart/Won't you stay with me, my darling/When the war starts in my heart?

Every word I say is kindling/But the smoke clears when you're around/Won't you stay with me, my darling/When my walls start burning down, down, down?

"The singer is falling apart but they'll still jam about it. They're trying so hard to get better, they're failing, and they need support even when recovery feels hopeless. It's a concept I haven't seen explored in a song before. Lots of songs are about someone relying on their partner for emotional support but none explore the darker side of the difficulty of carrying someone else's burdens. Also the clarinet fucks."

"One, is starts out with a jazzy clarinet. The instrumentals of the song is very dance-y. I love the destructive tone of the lyrics, the singer thinking they ruin everything and they're not worthy of love, but still begging You to stay"

"It’s asking for help when you’re at your lowest. It’s the emotion behind the words— it’s one of those songs where the singer puts weight and emphasis on certain lines. Makes the heart go ouughghhghghh. It’s the “duo who’s known each other for a long time and are driving out post-big time conflict” or “emotional climax where there’s no words, only action” scene type of song imo. Also there’s a mad clarinet solo and it’s really good"

Against the Kitchen Floor submitted by @pixopolis + others

Curses submitted by @dreadful-windandrain + others

#fuck you up bracket #tournament #polls #will wood #the crane wives

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2023 monthly music rotation

it's been a hot minute since i've made one of these, but here are all my favorite songs from each month of 2023!

january:

one i wanna be with - trella: oh bop!!!!!!!!!!! this ENTIRE SONG just makes me so happy!!!!!!! it’s so full of love!!! every lyric hits but especially i can’t help but wish we met before we did.

february:

antiques - holden laurence: god the desperation in this makes me want to claw my chest open and rip my heart out. the beat fucks in this jaunty rhythm that’s such a juxtaposition to the haunting lyrics and vocals. then the bridge?????? i promise to be strong i promise to believe in love that lingers on i’ll see you in my dreams. I’M CALLING THE POLICE. this is a tess/joel song. not only because of how apocalyptic this feels (which is a whole other discussion) but also meet me in the space between all the words unsaid when we could not speak meet me i’ll be waiting for you there. thanks for coming to my ted talk.

march:

borderline - tove lo: HOT. listen. everything tove lo writes and sings is inherently sexy i don't make the rules. this one especially wtf!!!!!!

unrequited night - lily kershaw: i- please respect my privacy at this time. this is a masterpiece. immediately a song i listened to laying in bed staring up at the ceiling. VERY tlou coded. (but then again every song i listened to in feb/march and lbr this past year was) AND THE GASP AT THE END GETS ME EVERY TIME.

april:

flowers in my hair - calista garcia: sweet, slow, and syrupy. i love this song and how it feels like a breath of fresh air. it’s achingly romantic and has got me singing along and twirling my hair and kicking my feet. though, at the same time it’s so intimate i feel like i’m intruding.

labor - paris paloma: the intensity of it still continues to blow my mind. it’s unapologetic and awful. it’s incredible. i felt every lyric in my gut. i don’t want to over explain it since i can’t do the song justice but it’s so brutally honest in describing and dismantling traditional roles placed upon women and girls. the entirety of it is like poking at a wound that never closes, a wound that’s been gaping and bleeding for centuries and it makes me so angry. the visceral reaction i had to the lyric ‘if we had a daughter’ girl i- ouuuuugh. i got sick to my stomach. i was screaming crying throwing up etc etc. anyway this song is a masterpiece. still haven’t recovered from it. also it’s a fucking bop.

may:

‘i’m just learning how to make peace with feeling small’ ‘but i might drive off if it gets too hard’ ‘there’s always a sunset that i wanna run into’ ‘i’m searching but i’m not lost’ and my all time favorite lyric that put me on the floor when i heard it the first time- ‘i’m a growing tree a few missing leaves i can’t shelter you don’t sit under me’ HELLO?????

vagabond - overcoats: THIS song. this song has been the one i played the most in may because one it’s an absolute banger and second of all it read me for filth and the lyrics are so beautifully crafted and honest and pure and delivered impeccably. it’s a sweet, slow melody and coupled with the lyrics it reached into the depths of my soul and pulled out everything i can’t say and put it into this song like.

fireworks - JOSEPH: now for ANOTHER song that read me for filth. lately i’ve been feeling this exact way since all my friends and people around me have reached certain milestones in life- such as getting married, settling down, etc- that i haven’t and i’m left even more alone and bereft. but THIS SONG said that’s okay!!!!!!!! this song understood!!!!!! it said i’m not alone feeling this way!!!!

every lyric absolutely sent me through the roof but these especially: ‘all these long songs might be no good for me’ ‘how long will i wait to be happy all my friends ask me’ ‘what if i’m wrong wrong to think there’s more to this story’ ‘an act of faith even though it hurts to shut that door am i holding out forever?’ ‘am i headstrong or foolish every night waiting for lighting to strike whole you’ve got blue skies?’ and my favorite- ‘i wish i could just flip a switch and accept your kind of muted bliss’ WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! once again HOW did they put it into words!!!!!! this song has such a special place in my heart. i can’t tell you how many times i’ve not only listened to it but also screamed along and cried to it

also, JOSEPH always creates the most compelling and just fun to listen to songs and this is no exception!!!!!!!!! the harmonies are delicious and the music dropping at certain points is incredible and the beat has me dancing around the room. filed right under beach music!

moonlight - madison rose: i wore this song into the ground!!!!! AMAZING beat and vibe. liberating rejuvenating sexy etc etc.

june:

cowboy take me away - the chicks: me personally!!!!! my favorite version of cowboy take me away. i DO wanna touch the earth and break it in my hands but i ESPECIALLY wanna look at the horizon and not see a building standing tall!!!!!!!!! every summer is cowgirl summer but this song just turned the dial to the max. never have i ever wanted a cowgirl summer more.

july:

satellites - emi larraud: this one was interesting! VERY 80s themed. it's funky. it's powerful. it's just groovy.

august:

wicked game - ursine vulpine, annica: alright i'm a sucker for these intense ballads especially when they remind me of the 100 but seriously. it's sensuous. it's an experience. the vocals are out of this world.

pretty boy - LEON: of course i had to put a LEON song on here. while this isn't my favorite of hers it was just so nice to get a new song from her again. i felt like a wilting flower getting watered. to no one's surprise it's a bop and delivers lines that absolutely wreck me such as you can't outrun getting old, that hidden place where hope lives, well that's the last it goes. ma'am!!!

september:

moonburn - dani sylvia: feeling very seen rn thank you!!!!!!!! literally spongebob leaning against rock.jpg every time i listen. it's- ough. this song has layers and i am peeling them back like an onion. when does the healing start if you leave before daylight. saying SO much in one line!!!!!!! it's the inversion of the typical light vs dark trope for me! and the chorus is immaculate.

super graphic ultra modern girl - chappell roan: chappell hit it out of the park with her first album and THIS SONG SPECIFICALLY. the absolute journey @152glasslippers and i went on listening to this... especially at 22 seconds in. WHEW. super graphic ultra modern girl IS THAT GIRL!!!!!!! SHE IS THE MOMENT!!!!!

october:

honest mistake - bears den: screaming shaking crying throwing up etc etc. bears den always writes songs that lift me by my ankles and shake me until every humiliatingly private thought comes tumbling out in the lyrics of their songs. also i love how consistent they are with the aesthetics and formality of their songs. it's very soothing while ripping me up inside.

mars - noelle: listened to this 60 times in a day. you don't understand i found this song 10/17 and spotify stopped tracking 10/31 and it was my most listened to song of the year. it's dreamy. it's sweet. the vocals are stunning and the music is fantastic.

heart to heart - now more than ever: banger. when that beat dropped i was shook!!!!!!!!!! it's a very early 2000s emo vibe but also delightfully contemporary? the vibes are there. oh and the lyrics and the way they're sung is amazingly bittersweet.

november:

swimming pool - jack kane: one of my favorites of the whole year. if spotify didn't stop tracking before november this would have been my top song. it is 100000% a slow sad groove bop. every time i listen maybe not physically but spiritually i am girl at table.jpg. formally this song is delicious and lyrically it is devastating.

december:

scorpions - distance sprinter : okay this one might be a contender for top song. impeccable. there's crack in this. the beat is OUTSTANDING. i literally can't play this in the car if i'm driving because i will start dancing. the vibes are off the charts. at no point in this song do you expect what's next. the lyrics are heartbreaking and beautiful. there's so much i can say about this song but i am gnawing on the words it's just so good.

TOP SONGS OF THE YEAR: these have 5 stars. to me. 6 stars even.

antiques - holden laurence

unrequited night - lily kershaw

vagabond - overcoats

fireworks - JOSEPH

moonburn - dani sylvia

swimming pool - jack kane

scorpions - distance sprinter

#monthly music rotation #this is my true spotify wrapped #for further information: these are all songs i found in those months that were new songs to me!#they might not have been songs i listened to the most #just new songs that were my favorites out of the new ones i found #the top list are songs i LOVE. absolute bangers. 10/10 no notes #monthly music roundup #2023 in music

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Can you take a painting prompt to give strength to all the Harringrove fans suffering over their fanart amen

Billy Hargrove is a fucking painting.

Steve doesn't know shit about art, but he feels like an artist, when he's turning the most beautiful human he has ever seen into a crying mess, tearing down the walls of arrogance and superiority until the only word he knows is Steve's name.

It's one of these moments. There he is. Billy, smiling down at Steve in his black leather jacket and tight denim jeans. Blond mullet having grown over the summer, hair reaching his collar bones.

"Whatcha starin' at, Harrington?"

It's how it always starts. Billy is made out of stone, a perfect sculpture, not showing any depth. Steve is going to shatter him into pieces.

They are at the abandoned parking lot behind Starcourt Mall, a place where the American dream has come to die.

"You," Steve simply says. "Thinking about how good you'll look on my cock."

Billy's mouth opens and closes, a hint of red shining through his tan.

"We're in public," he hisses. Like he has any modesty to lose after he rode Steve at Lover's Lake in the brightest daylight, just because they were hidden between a few bushes.

"I don't see anybody." Steve looks around to make a point. There's the Camaro and the BMW and a hedge nobody has trimmed in ages. Officially this parking lot is closed. The sign at its fence says so.

"Drop your pants," he tells Billy.

"Are you fucking crazy?" Billy barks. "Someone could see!"

The only thing Steve sees is his bulge growing. Billy is always turned on, when there's a little taboo involved.

"Have I ever lied to you?" he asks. He hasn't. That's why Billy always comes back. Because he doesn't make false promises, because he cherishes him in a way everybody should, but only few do.

Billy fumbles with his zipper and Steve uses the moment to press his hand against his back. Billy ends up bent against the Camaro's hood, pants around his ankles.

"Someone's greedy," he huffs.

Of course Steve is. How couldn't he? He's indulging, his hands stroking Billy's skin, watching goosebumps explode where he touches Billy.

His hands wander down to Billy's ass. He's even got freckles down here and a fading bite mark Steve planted there a few days ago. Every artist likes their personal touch, don't they?

"C'mon, Harrington," Billy groans. "Don't fucking play-"

Steve spreads Billy's cheeks and licks across Billy's hole. Billy's sentence gets lost in a whimper.

"You were saying?" Steve asks innocently.

"Don't fucking stop," Billy growls.

Steve teases the rim, enjoying Billy's shuddering. He presses his tongue in and Billy makes all the sweet sounds he'll deny later.

He licks deeper, trying to reach the point that makes Billy all sweet and soft in his hands. He finds it with ease, confirmed by a buck of Billy's hips.

He gets close fast. Steve notices the way he's panting and hears his hands clutching to the Camaro's hood.

Billy groans, deep and feral. The wall breaks. Steve closes his fingers around the base of Billy's cock. Too hard, stopping the wave of his growing orgasm.

Billy's whole body goes rigid.

"Fuck," Billy cries out and there it is. Big silver tears running down his reddened cheeks. "Harring-, Steve, please-."

Billy is a masterpiece, when he's desperate. Steve wishes he could take a video of him and look at him falling apart every day.

Steve laughs. Presses a wet kiss on Billy's hole and pulls away. Slaps Billy's ass. Enjoys the jiggle of the cheek under his hand and the obscene sound that echoes through the parking lot.

"I wanna come," Billy's words drown in a whine. "Let me, Steve, please."

"Because you ask so nicely."

Steve loosens his grip and presses three fingers inside Billy without warning. It must burn, but it's just right for Billy.

"C'mon, Billy, you can do it."

Billy aches his neck and comes with a shout and Steve's names on his lips. Breaking apart into a million pieces, tears still running down his face.

Billy Hargrove is a fucking painting and he belongs to Steve.

#i took your ask as a pompt and turned it into this #no idea if that's what you asked for but #i hope that lessens your suffering #harringrove #billy x steve #billy hargrove #harringrove ficlet #steve x billy

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HP Rec Fest, Day 30

Here we come with more @hprecfest! Today I’m only reccing rare pairs since I couldn’t think of any pre-canon Drarry fics 🤔 I wonder if canon divergent / canon rewrite applies?? I don’t read them often either way, so I figured this would be a good opportunity to boost lesser known fics. I think this is my favorite rec post for the fest so far - there’s something so poetic in reccing these two specific fics alongside each other since Little Compton Street verse was my first (unforgettable, devastating) contact with Prongsfoot and 5 years later here I am reading them again - this time welcoming the pain. More embarrassing emosh blabbing below!

Day 30) a pre-canon fic:

empire builders by shecrows (James/Sirius, E, 25k)

Say, James, he rehearses in his head. Remember that time we were both roaring drunk at the end of term, and you put your cock in my mouth, and I came so hard I still get tingly thinking about it? Was that just a one off, d’you think, or did you want to do it again sometime?

Prongsfoot my beloved 😭😭😭 sometimes I feel like I’ll never feel as strongly about a ship as I feel for them which sounds so crazy because I don’t even read it! or, well. after being utterly ruined by Winter of ‘79 (curiously a fic within LCS verse as mentioned below) I promised myself I wouldn’t look for this ship anymore bc the inevitable tragedy of it depressed me way too much. I locked them away in a secret space deep within my heart and only allowed myself to re-awaken those feelings this year, with the brilliant empire builders. what a fic! a few lines in and I was hooked and completely obsessed with Sirius’ unbelievably spot on voice, the peak friends to lovers dynamics, and the unbearable sexual tension mixing guilt and devotion (my favorite shippy combo btw). fuck, they are so young and so lovable, and so attuned to each other it makes me wanna cry. never before a 25k fic has felt so short, I’ve read it in a frenzy and couldn’t stop thinking about their love for days. the best word to describe my state after this fic is “tormented” which might as well be the best compliment I’ve ever given in a rec.

Play Me Like A Love Song by @writcraft (Minerva/Will, E, 67k)

Minerva McGonagall doesn’t believe in love at first sight, which is why her instant attraction to drag king Wilhelmina ("Will") Grubbly-Plank is so unexpected. War tears apart the wizarding world and as one battle ends Minerva and Will must fight once more, this time for the lives of their friends on Little Compton Street. A love story spanning five decades defined by music, laughter and tears, in which love is not always easy, but it’s always worth fighting for.

truly a masterpiece of lesbian fiction, this fic is more like a religious experience, bold, brutally honest, romantic, eye-opening and necessary. I never thought I’d care so much for a ship like Will & Minerva but they worked their way inside my heart and I’m deeply moved by how their story encompasses everything that’s inherent to the queer experience: love, loss, resistance and hope. there’s so much joy and grief walking hand by hand, and it is our privilege to watch the characters mature and experience life as individuals and as a couple. Writ crafts oh so thoughtfully two stunning character studies (Minerva’s voice omg, please don’t @ me on my competence kink) while taking us by the hand into the magical universe of Little Compton Street, which is so completely irresistible and healing. I adore the atmosphere, the imagery, the soundtrack, and how this seductive setting allows them to explore their queerness in such a free, proud and joyful way *getting emosh* I feel like nothing I add here will make this story justice, it’s such a poignant and transformative fic but sadly deeply underrated like it happens to so many wlw tales. I hope this rec inspires at least one person to check it out and while at it please also check the entire series with a Drarry piece and a Prongsfoot piece, a perfect trifecta!

#hprecfest2023 #day 30 #pre-canon fic

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D-Day is an absolute masterpiece; let's discuss.

Obscenely long description of each of the songs under the cut

TL;DR: I'm an emotional wreck and this is the best album I've ever heard for so many reasons.

Haegeum??? That MV??? Never wanted to quit my job and start a gang that bullied the rich and steals their money more in my life (and trust me, that's something I've wanted to do since I was like 13). Yoongi is the only rich man I'd ever let lecture me about capitalism. He can do it all day every day. This is a fucked system, but thank you for turning me on while lecturing me about it and murdering people with some dirty chopsticks 🥴

D-Day is absolutely sick, 100% exactly what I'd expect from him. How a song can go so hard and still be so poetic to me is just insane. The beat is SICKENING. The chorus? CATCHY. 10/10 song, perfect opener to the album and set's the tone for the rest that's coming in an amazing way.

HUH?! killed me. We open the song with "what the shit do you know about me" and bro? Nothing, ion know shit about fuck, but you got me all the way fucked up with that attitude. Hoseok?? THE "HUH"S EVERYWHERE?? dead. deceased. The beat? Would literally sell my soul to be able to be in the studio when that man makes anything. I went to school to be an audio engineer, I've seen the way people put music together and create these catchy ass beats and have even made a few of my own, but FUCK BRO THERE'S NOTHING BETTER THAN THIS MAN IN THE STUDIO.

^^That goes for every song, not just Huh, but I just thought that it was important for EVERYONE to know that I'd sacrifice my firstborn child just to watch this man work.

AMYGDALA had me in tears. I was literally sobbing reading the lyrics. There are no words I can say that will accurately express how I feel about this song. This song has been out for less than 24 hours and I already feel so close to it, I can't even begin to describe it. The way most of the instruments fall out in the pre-chorus just so they can all come back in the chorus for that intensity with him basically yelling the lyrics is just *chef's kiss*.

SDL Is so cute and heartbreaking at the same time. The chorus is everything, so beautiful. Talk about bitter sweet lyrics, I'm eating that shit up. His vocals are absolutely outstanding, that "I'm thinking 'bout you" is making me so delulu you have no idea.

People Pt. 2 has already been out, but man that song is gorgeous. IU's vocals are such a great contrast to Yoongi's rap, and when they harmonize I wanna start crying whY DO THEY SOUND SO GOOD??!

I'M NOT KIDDING YOU WHEN I SAY I WAS CRYING, LEGIT SOBBING THE FIRST TIME I HEARD POLAR NIGHT. The instrumental is so uniquely Yoongi, and makes you feel so much. Yoongi is one of the only artists whos music makes me feel what they feel; and this song is the best representation of that. Everytime i listen to it I have to stop myself from crying and it has nothing to do with the lyrics. I cried before I even knew what the song was about, just because that's how good of a composer and producer he is. Genuinly one of the best songs I've ever heard.

I've never had an interlude make me feel so much. He's perfected the art of making his music invoke the emotions of his listeners and there's nothing more perfect than a minute-and-a-half-long interlude with no words in it that's still able to do that. Incredible.

Snooze is honestly one of the best thing's to have ever graced this planet if i'm being 100% rn. I know I keep talking about the emotion of the music but broooo. And the Woosung feature? His voice is amazing and is already so raw and emotional and paired with this song I just cannot. The lyrics make me want to sob, which I will probably do later when I get off work. And the the reference back to So Far Away? I'm on the floor someone please hug me.

Yoongi's vocals go fucking crazy in Life Goes On. If this was my introduction to Yoongi I would 100% believe that he's a singer and has been his whole life. The pure raw talent of this man will never cease to amaze me.

In conclusion, I love Min Yoongi with my whole chest and I hope he knows how much his music helps people, because it really, really helps. I can never even fully express just how this album alone helps me, that's not even speaking about all his other solo projects and the hundreds of songs he's worked on throughout his career.

If you read all of that I love u and I hope u have a spectacular day.

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downbadreading · 1 year

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stray kid fic recs

SOME OF THE RECS CONTAIN A MATURE THEMED THUS MDNI!

thank you for the authors for such a great fic! i will update it time by time!

reminder that tumblr works by reblogging not likes so make sure to rb the fics!

my main fic recs here.

OT8

COLLEGESLUTS.COM | SKZ OT8 SERIES by @koorminii (M)

sharing a bed series by @skzdarlings (m)

-this is a standalone for each member! AND IT'S SO GOOD BECAUSE IT'S THE GOLDEN TROPE

BANGCHAN

for reasons wretched and divine by @noramoons (m)

the chance of love by @maatryoshkaa

another great fic! it;s a hs au, with chan being the perfect top student paired with oc who's determined to find out his flaw!

hatefuck by @ballelino (m)

my first ever fic of ballelino that got me hooked. it's so good, hot, pure and wholesome at the whole time!

instinct by @fizzydrink698 (m)

I AM ON MY KNEES. this is abo au and it's perfect. there's no flaw on this it's insane i read this religiously EFIPUHR9UFHRWUG fem reader is an alpha and chan is an omega!

LEE KNOW

wedding season series by @ballelino (m)

this is the one that i follow during the update, while it's ongoing. and i went crazy with it. i love it with my whole heart. ex reader and ex minho go to chan wedding because reader sure there's a chance for a relationship to arise. but is it truly with chan? HUHHH??!!??

cupid's Christmas by @btssmutgalore (m)

I LIVE FOR THIS. IT'S INSANE. TO OC BEST FRIEND THAT CONDUCTED THE IDEA OF CUPID CHRISTMAST, I LOVE YOU. btw the dynamic between minho and reader is insane.

instead of you by @sluttywonwoo

fake dating trope but not with minho yet the tension is all the same. SO GOOD, I DON'T KNOW IF IT'S TRUE BUT I AM SENSING SOME TRIGONOMETRY PROBLEM

consort by @fizzydrink698

NOW THIS. where do i get started i love oc relationship with minho. btw it's crown prince minho x fem reader (BUT BEFORE THIS READER WAS COURTED BY FELIX WHO IS MINHO HALF BROTHER) so yeah you got me it's insane i wanna die and cry.

friends with benefits by @starrgaziinggg (m)

the tension. the sweetness. the care. the affection. the anxious. MY I WANT TO BANG MY HEAD BECAUSE IT'S SO CUTE,

communicate through blinks by @rachalixie

-this is a drabble (maybe) and it doesn't seems like it have a title but please if let me know if there's one anyways this is sooooo cute like if my future partner are not like this i will break HSHSHSHH

conflict, conceal, confess | minho by @fizzydrink698

-i've nothing to say anymore. please. this is gold. ALL OF IT, WORD BY WORD.

something in the rain by @jl-micasea-fics [m]

-the built up is insane. barely two chapter but i'm so fucking excited for this series!

° one bite by @seospicybin

- please it's so spicy HSHSHSHS two somewhat cheating (make it even more spicier to read yk) with hyunjin's gf!

Changbin

the favourite by @seospicybin (M)

this one get me all hot and bothered with a wholesome moment! dad changbin x writer reader who somehow ended up babysitting his child! AND GOSH SHE'S CUTE TOO

hyunjin

All for nothing by @hyunfilms (m)

i love this way more than enything else. full stop. this is LIFE!

the guys next door by @jl-micasea-fics (M)

this fic leave me hanging with jaw on the floor because how good is it. I LOVE THE TRIPOD TRIO WITH MY WHOLEEEE HEART.

little white lie by @fizzydrink698

fake dating au. there's supposed to be another chapter because it's a series but not yet, and i hope there will be. because there surely something between the lines i'm just not sure what and which one is right

on tour (hyunjin,felix, reader) by @seospicybin

i just want to scream this is perfection. not a poly fic but something way moree and there's five in total!

° the zone by @cb97percent

- for a god sake how could I somehow miss this IT'S INSANE IT'S ON ANOTHER LEVEL I WANNA READ IT AGAIN FOR THE FIRST TIME FOR REAL. I love the mc dynamic with hyunjin on this masterpiece fr with some Minho (I'm loyal I'm loyal am I )

han

felix

-on tour (Hyunjin, felix) by @seospicybin

PLEASE THIS IS SO FREAKING GOOD I WANNA CRY THE TWIST OH MY. not a poly fic, but it's something more gold!

seungmin

jeongin

My favourite author you should must read

@cb97percent @ballelino @fizzydrink698 @jl-micasea-fics @seospicybin

#ficrecs #skz smut #stray kids fanfiction #stray kids smut

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zenuari · 2 years

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Stress Reliever • Park Sunghoon.

GENRE: Smut

MDNI

Warnings: Ice Play, Dom!Hoon, Sub!Reader, Begging kink, Chocking, bdsm(?), Dom!Hoon calling Sub!Reader nicknames, Edging (?), Degrading, Praising, Dom!Hoon teasing Sub!Reader, Unprotected Sex, Breeding Kink

SYNOPSIS: Park Sunghoon came back from work stressed and the only way he can calm himself down is using you.

WORD COUNT: 555

" S-Sunghoon! " You yelp while your moans mixed with your whimpers, crying a river when Park Sunghoon, your boyfriend who was stressed, came back from work.

" Shut it. " He'd say coldly before letting the ice rub against your vagina again, basically torturing you. Though you couldn't lie that it felt good.

Your toes curled when you felt his tongue and the ice surrounding your cute cunt. His tongue sliding inside you as he went deeper and deeper, exploring your walls.

He groaned against your cunt while keeping the ice placed on your vagina, he looked up to you whimpering and moaning, crying. You looked like a masterpiece who was under his control and he loved it. The way you cried and moaned under him boosted his ego, making him want to go more rougher on you.

He suddenly pulls his tongue out, his fingers sliding in inside your wet & tight cunt. " O-Ohh fuck, Hoon! A-Ahh!! "

" That feels good doesn't it huh, you little slut? " He teases while pumping his fingers in and out making you gasp for air desperately. Your cunt tightening even more around him.

" G-God! Oh my— I'm cumming Hoon! " You were almost near your high, but then you felt his hand wrap around your throat, chocking you so hard.

" I haven't gave you permission yet, princess. "

He smirked at your shocked figure, he puts the ice away and then lets your throat go.

You were tied against the bedframe, legs spread open and you naked.

He then slides his pants and boxers down, letting it go down to his ankles, revealing his hard cock.

You couldn't help but look, gosh.

He pumps his cock a few times before rubbing it against you, slowly sliding it in before thrusting so rough yet it felt so good.

" M-Mhh! Oh fuck! H-Hoon! " You moaned loudly as you shut your eyes tightly, you dare not look at him. He grabbed you by your chin and forced you to open your eyes.

" You better keep your eyes on me. I wanna see how good I fuck you. " He says before he continued pounding you, the sound of his cock pounding your pussy and the way you loudly moaned kept echoing throughout the whole room.

" M-Mhm! You fuck me so good Hoon! " You praised him, making him smile wider. " God you're so fucking adorable. Cum on daddy's cock won't you my beautiful angel? " He whispered in your ear, making you more turned on than you were already were.

You moan his name loudly before cumming together with him, you can feel his and your seed mixing together, filling your stomach up.

He pulls out a bit and then pushed the cum back in with his cock that was dripping from your cunt before planting a wet kiss on your forehead.

" I love you. " He chuckles before pulling out, then a few minutes later, he starts cleaning you both up in the shower then cooks for you, even though he doesn't know how to cook well.

#enhypen #enha imagines #kpop imagines #enha hard hours #enha scenarios #enha #smut #park sunghoon #sunghoon #hoon #Spotify

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I am CRYING

Its 1:52am and I am legit bawling my fucking eyes out.

My random tag scrolling has brought me to your When The Storm Looms fic which When I saw bartender lee know I just HAD to read part 1.

Idk what it is but the concept of lee know as a bartender lately has been rotting my brain and these fics just fueled my delusion even more.

Before I detail this is hands down my FAVOURITE fic ever! There's another bartender lee know fic that WAS my favourite but this was just wow. You write so perfectly.

These fics touched on subjects and topics that are so real and true for me it was so beautiful to read. It's very rare to find fics (especially kpop fics) that are so relatable to an individual reader AND their bias and you've done that for me.

As for my crying? I don't have the words to explain it. This story is so much more than the sex. Heck I couldn't even care for the sex at how well this was written. The theme of it being soul searching for part 2 aaaah I'm really not good at explaining thing my vocabulary sucks but it just unlocked something inside me. BEAUTIFUL.

I don't wanna ramble too much longer but thank you. Thank you for writing such a beautiful piece. Thank you for the intimacy shared between mc and Lee know. Thank you for writing him so beautifully as he is and as the man I imagine he would be. Thank you for writing a part 2 so perfectly and so deep in detail of soul searching.

Thank you for this absolute masterpiece.💖💖💖

WOW, there’s so much to unpack with this kind message 🥹 First off, thank you so much for reading and taking the time to leave such lovely words in my inbox! I’m so glad you resonated so heavily with the characters and that I was able to craft a story that carried meaning over into your own personal life as well. Fun fact, I originally wanted to make this story just a short drabble about bar sex with bartender Minho but somehow I felt so compelled to Minho as a bartender because I feel like he inhabits so many traits of a mysterious and complex bartender, but simultaneously a softie who just wants to find his purpose. This is the one fic I’ve written where I felt closest to the characters and I’m so glad to see readers feel it too! Minho isn’t even my bias but I must say I get hands down the most writing inspiration from him so I’m really glad I was able to do your bias justice and provide something meaningful to his name. I’m so glad to hear you loved it and I hope you know there will always be a special place for you in this fic whenever you return to it, bartender Minho will always welcome you home to the little dive bar with open arms (and Diet Coke 🫂) hope all’s well and again thank you for these very kind words, anon 🥹💞🫶💕♥️💖 take care of yourself (and new writing coming very soon!) grateful to have you here 👼🌙⭐️

#fic feedback #anon <3 #skz smut #stray kids #skz #lee know #Lee know smut #stray kids hard hours #skz scenarios

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splintergirl13 · 2 months

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YOUU🫵

THANKS TO YOUR GODDAMN FRICKIN FIC, I MIGHT AS WELL END UP BACK IN MY MINECRAFT PHASE! What is wrong with you?? Giving the SHA trio LOVEABLE PERSONALITIES! GOD!

Btw just wanna say, I adore your writing, and I literally had to drag my soul all the way out of transforming robot hell in order for me to expertly munch on thou’s masterpiece 🫶🥰✨

I MAY SIMPLY CRY THANK YOU SO MUCH??? Ehehehehehehe I'm dragging everyone down to the minecraft Fandom that's my master plan no one can stop me from making you like the silly block people

But seriously though I am incredibly happy and honored you enjoyed my words <3 thank you so so much for reviewing and reading you are the best

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lemeduartes · 4 months

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2023 Ao3 Wrapped

It's almost 2024, so it's finally time to show you guys my Ao3 Wrapped (A recap of my personal ao3 read fanfics, their fandoms and the ones i liked the most).

This year I read 218 complete fanfics from many different fandoms:

106 - Thiam (Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken - Teen Wolf)

63 - Buddie (Evan “buck” buckley/Eddie Diaz - 911)

18 - Superbat (Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne - DC)

16 - Dinluke (Din Djarin/Luke Skywalker - Star Wars)

15 - other fandoms (Ghost, QSMP, Marvel etc)

All of them together add to a total of 4.172.008 words (Almost double of last year's count). This calculates to 418 hours of reading time, cus i have no social life <3

AND NOW FOR THE BEST PART: My favorites of the year!!

#1 - AIRPLANES BY @captainmintyfresh Thiam Words: 236,875 Chapters: 43

This is most definitely my favorite fanfic of all time, it's SO WELL WRITTEN and so funny and sad and cute and romantic I JUST CAN'T GET OVER IT! Honestly one of the best works i ever encounter and its my top #1 of 2023 without a doubt!!

#2 - Dangerous Dreams BY @shirozora-draws Dinluke Words: 196,702 Works: 4

With FOUR different works, this series GOT ME WRAPPED AROUND IT'S FINGER with the story, character studies and illustration that literally made me love it so much i wanna cry. My personal favorite was The Storm, but every single one it's a masterpiece on its own and I really hope they finish The Stars soon so i can scream and cry a bit more.

#3 The Right To remain Silent by fallingforboys @theoceanismyinkwell Thiam Words: 28,992 Chapters: 3/3

This Teen Wolf adaptation of brooklyn nine-nine made my year 200% better, its definitely something i will read over and over again without ever getting tired, since its two of my favorite shows together! I love every aspect of it and i will recomend to everyone that I know in every situation possible.

#4 oh you're a crewmate? name every task by @remycchi Superbat Words: 11,348 Works: 2

This short and cute series is such a cool and chill read, it's very funny and makes you giggle and kick your feet, and also made me laugh very hard. I genuinely love how light it is and I have to admit that I read it more than a few times during the year.

#5 Bad Luck Buck 'verse by whileyouresleeping Buddie Words: 50,216 Works:4

ANOTHER PERFECT SERIES THAT I ABSOLUTE LOVE! This one is funny, even if a bit exaggerated. I love how their relationship grows and you definitely should put it in your list for next year.

And that's it for this year! Thank you for reading and I hope all of you have a great 2024!!!

See you in the next Ao3 Wrapped.

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